Monday, August 06, 2012
last years' stock
this is another of those really random posts. iam tired and can't seem to wrap my head around anything... i have two books to read actually....4 if i count the other two of the frist book...its a trilogy, see... 50 shades of grey...you know that book? the E.L. J ames one thats sending every woman to the bookstore far and wide emptying them of any hard cover of the trilogy? yes that one. i have a soft copy. i am contemplating buying it. so far...iam not won over yet. like a friend of mine gave his honest opinion of it, lol, 'a mills and boon on steroids,' that was funny! i dont think i will buy it because i dont think i will read it again or go back to it, above all things i dont think i would like to have it lying round my house or in my things because, it is one of those flash in the pan sort of books. not anywhere close to 'classic'. then again in 2050, it could be a classic for my great grand kids. who knows? but so far, for feel good reading and escapism sake, i shall brave on and read to the end. this pretty amateur story. but not now.... so what was your weekend like? MINE, a maze of possiblities, what ifs and actual events... possibilites: i could have gone to Jinja for the night on the nile thingy? yup i think thats what it was called, escape the pollution of kamapal, buzz and noise and be bohemian for a 48 hours. listen to amazing world music, sit by a bonfire, lseep in a tent and listen to the nile whister its ancient secrets to me , lull me to sleep. wear jeans and not comb my hair for the entire time. maybe play limbo and laugh loudly at the wind...with the wind. smile at the moon and write a poem, stories, sing...be free. what ifs: i could have gone to panamera... (i think thats the place) with so-and-so...and had a nice meal accompanied by the lull of michael nyman or mozart or Bach, maybe a throw in of Vanessa Mae, i donno...clink a glass of wine with so-and-so and then roll back on to a huge four posterbed, laden with pillows of all shapes sizes and colours, gotten an awesomely much needed relieving massage and fallen asleep listening to so-and-so read 'the little duck dance ' to me actual events: because none of them happened, i went out twice to watch 'silent voices' second time round, i slept...not saying it was lousy, if anything it was far from that, a brilliant piece , well delivered, poignant and affecting enough....but... i was tired and instead of my botched date with mr. T.A. who totally forgot about 'us' meeting (i looked forward to discuss poetry and drink coffee against a dreamy background of a certain cafe) i met S.N. in a spontanoeus moment and had dinner, talked about life, our lives, plans, dreams, the future, our fears over spaghetti bolognaise and hot chocolate and went home. so what are you going to do this week?